She showed her gratitude and stayed
And blessed my home for years,
So when she finally went away,
My heart was filled with tears.
But still her memory remains
And warms my heart awhile.
How could I think of my sweet cat
Without a tender smile.
When I leave life and pass from here,
I have a little plan.
I'll be the angel at HER door
And we'll be joined again.
Copyright © Mark Edwards
March 19, 2001